Blood tax

Chapter 103 Extraordinary Power

What a brave, mad and hateful bunch!
Griffith raised his saber and saluted the corpses all over the ground.

The psychic surge of the ritual vanished completely as the last enemy fell, and the fel-green crystal dissipated into the air in an instant as if vaporized.If Alandelle's words are true, the control of Iloti by the existence behind the scenes will be greatly weakened.

But it dragged on for too long, and even the cooldown time for the power of the mountain monster was almost up.Griffith struggled to stand up, supported himself with a saber full of gaps, picked up the Extraordinary characteristics precipitated by the cultists, and collected some scattered weapons to equip himself.

After losing his war horse, he could only go to Cangyue Mountain on foot.

"Mr. Knight!"

A small cry came from the dead silent ruins.Rebecca, a silver-haired foreign girl, grabbed a long wooden stick and ran towards him staggeringly stepping on the dead body on the ground.

The corner of Griffith's mouth twitched, and he endured the pain all over his body and asked, "Why didn't you take refuge?"

The silver-haired girl helped the crumbling apprentice knight, put the crutch in his hand, and supported his arm: "I got separated from everyone, so I can only hide in a nearby attic and wait for the monster to leave."

"That's right there!" Rebecca stretched out her hand and pointed to a vaguely visible tower in the distance.

"En." Griffith was too tired to speak, just staring at her.

"Bah!"

There was a sudden bump on Griffith's waist.A sharp dagger stabbed at the waist pierced the ice armor and then his gauntlets.The little hand holding the dagger was being firmly locked by him.

Rebecca was holding Griffith's arm tightly like a lover, but she was holding a sharp dagger in her hand.There was nothing strange about her pure and beautiful face, she still had a simple and sweet smile, slightly opened her small pale pink lips, and winked playfully at him.

However, her right hand holding the dagger was making bone cracking sounds.

"You are so vigilant!"

Rebecca's left hand suddenly raised the hem of her skirt, drew a dagger from her thigh, and stabbed the apprentice knight's throat.

A gust of icy air spread rapidly, and Rebecca jumped away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.Purple and black frostbite had appeared on her wrists, arms and legs, apparently from the extreme cold.

"Okay, that's amazing, ouch!" Rebecca ran away, taking out a bottle of ointment from her pouch in a hurry while running, and was about to apply it to her wound.

Griffith pulled out the dagger stuck into his wrist, exerted his strength suddenly, and slammed into the fleeing Rebecca like a mountain avalanche, raised his saber and slashed.

"Ah!" The panicked silver-haired girl let out a scream, was slashed heavily on the shoulder, and fell into the ruins.The effect of this knife was not good, and the defective blade failed to cause fatal damage.

Griffith, who had completed the blow, did not pursue it, and stayed where he was to calm down his exhausted body.

How could this classic sneak attack plot be useful? I have long thought that you have a problem, but I am not sure of your identity, position and real purpose, and there is no evidence or clues.

When the insight crystal was used to detect it earlier, although Rebecca had psychic ripples, it was not powerful.However, the threat she gave me just now is real.This shows that, like those cultists, she has the means to improve her own strength, which is probably the protection and blessing bestowed by the Creator they believe in.

This deity really has a leisurely heart, to give protection to so many weak low-level Extraordinary.

Griffith thought intermittently.He was completely exhausted, and he was no longer able to maintain a high degree of concentration like at the beginning of the battle, and his strength and speed were also weakened a lot.

There was another sound from the ruins not far away, and Rebecca, who had just been knocked into the air, broke free, looked at the trainee knight who was stranded in place, slowly patted the dust on her dress, and glanced at the knife wound on her shoulder. and blood.

"Hiss, it hurts, it's terrible," the girl trembled in pain, but her tone seemed to be chatting with her friends, "So many people have died, it's so dangerous for this sake."

Griffith stared at the silver-haired girl, trying to think about the current situation: "Who are you? What kind of organization are you? What's the point of doing these things!"

"Hey, why do you ask this?" Rebecca asked with her head tilted.

"Your appearance, temperament, and behavior can be seen to be well-educated, or most of you come from upper-class citizens who have no worries about food and clothing, or even luxurious lives. You can use extraordinary abilities or spells, but you don't have the corruption and distortion common to cultists. "Griffith endured the pain all over his body and asked, "Your accomplice is unbelievably brave, what promise did the Creator make to you?"

"Are you curious about this?"

"Your power far exceeds that of ordinary Sequence 9. The creator is so generous, can I also be honored to become his believer?" Griffith asked, "I also long for the power bestowed by the gods."

"Ah la la~" Rebecca deftly walked out of the ruins.Just like when we met for the first time, her footsteps are light and elegant, like dancing on tiptoes, giving people a tall and charming beauty.

As she walked out of the ruins, a strange indescribable feeling rose in Griffith's heart.It seems that the rules of the world have been messed up and distorted.

Rebecca was right in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see clearly as if shrouded in fog.

She slowly raised the hem of her skirt in front of Griffith, raised her smooth white legs, and winked provocatively at the trainee knight.

"Bah!"

Rebecca tore open the long skirt forcefully, rolled it up at the waist, took out a gold coin from somewhere in her hand, and played with it in her hand: "Okay~ We both delayed each other for a while, Mr. Knight, you should have saved Gather up a little strength, and prepare to smash my dog's head with the frost spell just now!
"I'm ready too~ The defense and control of freezing are really annoying, just let me remove them."

Griffith stared at the gold coin in the girl's hand.It was a shape never seen before.

Irregular circles stamped out of less than exquisite craftsmanship, engraved with spheres and radial lines, and a hideous skull in the center.

It seemed to be the currency of some alien race that worshiped death, but Griffith had never seen it, nor heard of it.

"Are you ready? Then, let me show you," Rebecca said flamboyantly, "The methods my seniors used to deal with monsters like you!"

The silver-haired girl who was just a few yards away suddenly turned into a phantom.Griffith's eyes couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements at all, but he could feel her appearing on his back.

"Clang!" Griffith drew out a dagger he had picked up and slashed, missing the target but avoiding the dangerous blow.Rebecca's dagger sliced ​​across his breastplate, flashing sparks.

The silver-haired girl was like a series of shadows, faster than the cultist encountered just now, spinning and cutting around him.

So fast!But it's useless!Griffith waved and grabbed it.After hitting consecutive attacks, Rebecca's speed will definitely be slowed down by the effect of the ice armor.

But didn't catch it!

Rebecca kept maneuvering at high speed and was almost always on the edge of his line of sight.Griffith, who had never encountered this style of play, couldn't even keep up with the opponent's speed even turning around on the spot.

After a while of confrontation, Griffith had left seven or eight wounds on his body, but none of them hit the enemy's body.

Rebecca spun and distanced herself as if she was dancing, retreated to the distance, panting, and looked at the apprentice knight.Her series of blows hit Griffith many times, but her attacks and actions were not slowed down by the effect of the ice armor. There must be some kind of strange power protecting her.

Griffith wiped the blood on his neck. Just now, the dagger pierced through the gap in the defense and cut a shallow wound.This strange strength and fighting style made him extremely curious: "Miss Rebecca, you don't seem to be good at fighting."

"Ha! Why do you say that?" Rebecca yelled, "Didn't you see me crush you?"

Griffith slowed down, and said: "Your attack speed and pace are indeed breathtaking, but you still can't control this power. Your agility is hindered by redundant movements and unsightly precision. There is no ability to deal a fatal blow to me."

Rebecca blinked her eyes in surprise, as if she was thinking about something, and finally nodded vigorously: "That's the thing, it's really a headache not being able to break the defense. However, my next blow will directly penetrate you."

As soon as the words fell, Rebecca rushed over like a gust of wind.Griffith completely gave up observing with his eyes, and just protected his vitals to take the blow hard.

Hearing a "clang", the dagger pierced through his gauntlet and wrist, sinking deeply into the flesh.

The extreme cold spread immediately, and the cold air driven by the frost rune swept and bit Rebecca.Even if she escaped the next blow, the cold air would make it difficult for her to move.

A cold light flashed, and Rebecca's other dagger had already cut on Griffith's right hand, knocking his dagger to the ground before she was fatally attacked.

"It's over!" they both yelled at the same time.

Griffith pulled out the feather fencing sword at his waist, and stabbed at Rebecca who was close at hand.

However, the silver-haired girl dodged sensitively once again, completely ignoring the attack of frost, stabbing a sword at the gap in the armor of Griffith's back, and then fled far away again.

what happened?

Why?Why is she immune to the frost spell?Griffith immediately fell to his knees in a burst of pain.His breastplate had several wounds on his back that tore through the armor, and he had been stabbed deeply again just now.

The thick black clouds are receding, and the cold moonlight shines on the bloody earth.It is already evening.

Rebecca stood gracefully on top of the pile of corpses, exuding a mysterious and seductive beauty under the silver moonlight.

"I can't understand it, and now I'm publishing the answer."

The girl's silver bell-like voice gradually became dry and hoarse.The expression of the apprentice knight in front of her was also filled with horror and shock.

Under the silver moon, the long-haired, sexy and tall beauty has turned into a skeleton without flesh and blood.Only the torn long skirt and unique stance made it possible to tell her identity.

Undead!Undead!
According to legend, monsters without flesh and blood can't feel warmth and cold, can't tell the difference between hunger and fullness, they are tireless, turn a blind eye to pain, fear and charm, and don't lose blood.

Is her flesh and blood an illusion?No wonder Rebecca is immune to frost spells.Even if she is not completely immune to freezing effects, she must be able to restrain Griffith's frost power to the extreme.

The skeleton that could not speak was shaking the dagger in his hand, and people could still connect her with the girl just now.

Griffith, who witnessed this terrifying scene, stood up, turned around, and ran away...

"..."

Rebecca looked at the trainee knight who ran away suddenly like a rabbit, but she didn't react immediately, she stood in a daze for a while, and then exerted all her strength to chase him in the direction where he was fleeing.

Don't run~ If you could talk, you would probably call this!Griffith hurried to and fro among the ruins.The sound of skeleton footsteps approached.

After all, Griffith was not running fast, and he would be caught up in a short time.He burrowed into an alley and ran away desperately regardless.

The silver moon was once again shrouded by drifting clouds.

"I've got you!" Rebecca yelled suddenly when she regained her human form, cutting towards the back of Griffith's neck.

Between the gaps in the armor, the flesh of the neck can be seen faintly.Rebecca specially slowed down, pressed Griffith's shoulder, and slashed towards the key part.

A large piece of flesh and blood flew out.

The apprentice knight whose neck had been severed staggered and fell to his knees.

"That's what it feels like to cut the back of the neck!" Rebecca stepped on the apprentice knight's shoulder, "It's really cool."

Suddenly, she felt a strange sense of crisis.But the enemy has been mortally wounded and is being stepped on by himself, so what is the danger?

The silver-haired girl glanced around nervously.While looking left and right in fear, a tall figure suddenly descended from the shadows and surrounded him with open arms.

"Ah!" Rebecca screamed, and was about to jump aside in a hurry.But it was too late, Griffith, who appeared from the dark blood cloak, had already grabbed her and pressed her tightly against her chest.

The silver-haired girl struggled desperately.When she was pulled over, she turned around, her hands were tightly bound, facing Griffith, she was firmly pressed on the cold breastplate.The phantom of the huge mountain monster has emerged, roaring frantically and bringing the terrifying hands together, providing blessings for Griffith's strength.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Rebecca kicked and kicked vigorously, but soon found that she had been firmly held down by tremendous force, and her arms and slender waist were cracked like they were about to be twisted. Sound, no matter how much you kick it, it's just futile.

"Why, why can you use so much magic!" Rebecca yelled as she struggled, but all she got was a deadly hug that got tighter and tighter.

"It's going to be broken, I'm going to be broken..." The girl's breasts were squeezed by a huge force, and her pretty face was already flushed from the severe pain and lack of oxygen.

"It seems that you are only immune to certain magical effects, you still need to breathe, and you still suffer pain." Griffith watched the girl wither away step by step in his arms with a blank face. "It doesn't make much difference whether there is moonlight or not. right?"

"It shouldn't be like this, just being caught once," Rebecca began to spit foam from the corner of her mouth, her eyes bulged out, and her consciousness was already blurred, "Mom..."

"Crack!"

With a chilling sound of shattering, the girl's ribs and spine were broken, and the broken internal organs mixed with blood spurted out of her mouth.

Griffith dropped Rebecca, grabbed her head and gave it a spin, ensuring Weird Girl's death.

……

After a short time, Rebecca has already begun to precipitate extraordinary characteristics.Her bones were broken, and blood and filth stood on her face, distorted from pain.

Although she possessed strange abilities and extraordinary agility, she died in the hands of Griffith after only catching it once.This is the natural restraint of Griffith, who is wearing heavy armor and has strong vitality, against assassin-type enemies.

But who is she?Griffith reached out and grabbed the girl's body and threw it aside, ready to wait for the results of the official follow-up investigation.However, he can roughly predict that the mysterious creator should not leave any clues.

"Ding dong!"

The shiny golden coin fell to the ground.The skull on the gold coin was silently staring at Griffith with its hollow eye sockets.

This is the only mysterious and extraordinary item left by the cultists.

(End of this chapter)